Archive for the ‘One Shots’ Category

I laugh everytime I see these signs. This guy is all over I-70 W when you first enter Indiana. I don’t know about you, but if my last name were Raper, I wouldn’t be slapping it all over billboards. We’ve come up with a few different catch phrases for his stores, my favorite being “Come get Raped!”

This is on the side of a house along Derby Street in Salem, MA. I think it’s great.

I was behind this guy on the way back from Maddox’s book signing. I found it funny, but at the same time, I wanted to punch whoever the owner was. Did I mention I hate H2s? They are the epitome of American over-excess. Keep patting yourself on the back for keeping us dependent on foreign oil so you can haul lattes and groceries. And while you’re at it, slap another Chinese-made yellow ribbon on the back. God, you’re so patriotic.
And please, come up with a better comeback than “You’re jealous you can’t afford one.” Because I’m not. Not in the slightest.

Someone left a Darth Vader mask down the path from Union Cemetery, and John put it on. It didn’t fit very well.

I swear the picture’s real. The Bunghole is a liquor store in Salem, also along Derby Street.

View of Rockport, MA from the end of Granite Pier. One of my favorite photos I’ve ever taken.

The Pig Rock was just down the road from our campsite in the Adirondacks.

a) I occasionally come across something that’s pretty cool, but it just isn’t enough to get its own page.
b) I have random non-site related but still interesting pics and had nowhere to put them.

So the result is this – One Shots. Think of it as somewhat of an editing room. There is no order; they are posted as I find them. Again, some are somewhat site related, and some aren’t.

Still my favorite photo. It was taken in Tillman Ravine in Stokes. I have no idea how we got the lighting like that. The ‘orb’ used to annoy me, but now I think it suits the picture. This was a popular hotlinking pic.

See that island in the middle? That’s where Annie proposed to me.

I had just gotten my Bronco II the day before. I was also forced to learn stick in about 3 hours. So what do I do? Take it in the Pine Barrens, of course! I have no idea where I wound up, but this bridge with 2 or 3 large holes was my only way across. I took a deep breath and got that girl up to overdrive.
I’m still not sure how I made it across.

We came across both of these while looking for remains of an old boy scout camp; as far as I know the place is completely gone.
Just look at that; a deer skull stuck to a tree…with a key hanging from it. Almost sounds like something out of a video game. I bet that key opens some treasure chest of doom that’s hidden away somewhere. Or someone’s abandoned Jeep.

Found this big ol’ pine snake while geocaching in Lebanon Byrne. I was trying to get as close as I could to get a close up pic; Dawe was trying to get as far as he could.

Saw this on Rt. 35 North somewhere in between Seaside and Pt. Pleasant. The week after Labor Day is every shore resident’s favorite time of year.

I got bored one day and took my ex’s car through the Pine Barrens.
If you ever read this, I’m the one who cracked your A/C fan.

I don’t know why, but this has always been one of my favorite pics. I took it in Salem on our first New England weekend trip. I always liked it but had nowhere to put it.

Found this on the side of the road up around Walpack. It was on the older versions of the site, until I realized it’s kinda dumb. Just some stairs on the side of the road.

This is the reason I geocache. Once in a while, I find one like this, which makes wading through all the crappy parking lot and other stupidly placed caches worthwhile.

This was pretty funny…..on a 3rd grade level.

Another site reject – Pomeroy Crossroads. A fox hunter, Donald Pomeroy, was killed here however long ago when his truck crashed into the trees. Don’t know how he managed to pull that off. Yes, Pines fox hunters drive pick-ups during hunts. It’s a marker in the Pines that very few people have seen or know about, but that’s all that’s there. Some more Pines trivia – it’s the only intersection of its kind in the Pine Barrens – 6 dirt roads converge there.
Maybe someday if I’m desperate to update and have run out of things to post I’ll put it up, but the extent of its page would probably be what you’re reading now.

Yet another bridge of death in the Pines. We didn’t drive over this one.

Always, always, always wear shoes while ’splorin’.

The “Witch Stone”. This is in the cemetery near Walpack, back in the far left corner. From what I hear, an alleged witch is buried in the spot, and she was given a plain stone because she didn’t deserve to have her name remembered. I don’t know if it’s true or not, but it sure makes you wonder why 2 large rocks are in the back corner of a graveyard.